Chapter 270: Is midweek a master?

"Dad, those are deceptive things, don't believe it." Zeng Rou immediately persuaded his father.

However, Zeng Shunfa shook his head firmly and said: "No! Xiaorou, Dad used to be just like you. He didn't believe in those messy things. At that time, after the master gave me the calculation, I thought in my heart, if I was fooled, then This master will definitely say that he is my noble person, and then ask me how much money to give him, he will help me resolve the disaster. But now I believe that there are too many things in this world, not just use common sense and science. Explain clearly."

"Oh, it's a pity that I didn't meet this noble man. It seems that this is fate, and heaven will kill me!"

Zeng Rou originally wanted to persuade his father, but at the end of the hearing, a figure suddenly appeared in Zeng Rou's mind—Zhou Zhong!

Zeng Rou didn’t know what was wrong, she immediately said, “Dad, yesterday I met a person who said that there is evil spirit in our building. Anyone who is caught in evil spirit will encounter evil things, and the body will suffer. Influence. I also said that our company’s recent difficulties have been related to evil spirits, but I think he is like a liar."

When Zeng Shunfa heard what his daughter said, the whole person suddenly became excited, and he almost got rid of the instruments and tubes on his body, and asked anxiously: "Xiao Rou, where is that expert?"

Zeng Rou didn't expect her father to be so excited, she hurriedly helped her father to lie down, and said in a concealed manner: "I...I think he looks like a liar, so I sent him away."

"What? You... how could you chase him away, he must be a master!" Zeng Shunfa said anxiously, and his painful face turned white for a moment.

Zeng Rou quickly explained to her father: "Dad, don't get excited. That guy is not a master at all, he is a student of my school, who can be a master in his twenties. Even if there is a master, he should be a master. Are you old?"

Lying on the hospital bed, Zeng Shunfa's breathing became a little short, and after a long pause, he said to Zeng Rou: "Xiao Rou, you must find him... Oh no, you must invite him back. This person must be difficult!"

"Dad..." Zeng Rou shouted unwillingly.

Zeng Shunfa said to her daughter very firmly: "Xiao Rou, don't say anything, just do what Dad said. You must invite him back. Have you heard?"

Zeng Rou had no choice but to reluctantly replied: "I know Dad."

In the school dormitory, because I drank at noon, and because I was tired of playing basketball with Jin Haoyuan in the middle of the week, Xiaolong and the others fell asleep as soon as they came back. The dorm was snoring, uh... although the basketball game was played in midweek. Yes, but according to Xiaolong's words, cheering on the side is also physical work.

Zhou Zhong lay quietly on the bed, but there was no sleepiness, so he simply took a Spirit Gathering Pill and began to practice.

Since the middle of the week, I experienced the feeling of cultivating after taking the Spirit Gathering Pill, and I was immediately addicted, and could no longer bear the slow process of usual practice. This is the same as a person who commutes to get off work in a sports car every day, and suddenly the sports car is gone one day, and he has to walk to and from get off work by himself. If the speed of taking the Spirit Gathering Pill Queen's cultivation is many times that of normal cultivation, in the middle of the week, it is obvious that his current cultivation base is about to reach the peak of the second level of Qi training period!

This practice is one night. In the middle of the week, I took another spirit gathering pill. Anyway, there are many spirit gathering pills in the middle of the week, and I am not afraid that I will not be able to get the medicinal materials for alchemy. It really makes me experience the feeling of a local tyrant in the middle of the week. Eat Juling Pill as jelly beans. You know, if this one is put to auction, it is definitely worth hundreds of millions.

At around 7 o'clock in the morning, the three of Xiaolong woke up, and then they were busy preparing to go to class, and there was no time for breakfast.

"Mid of the week, get up quickly, you are going to be late for class." Seeing that he was still sleeping in bed in mid of the week, Xiaolong shouted anxiously.

The efficacy of the Spirit Gathering Pill in the middle of the week has not yet passed, so naturally it can't be wasted, so he said to Xiaolong: "You go, I'm not going."

"Damn, you were too ruthless in the middle of the week, you skipped class as soon as you came back?" Xiao Wu suddenly said incredulously.

"When you come back at noon, remember to ask me to eat." Zhong Zhou ignored a few people, and then continued to practice with closed eyes.

In the middle of the week, you can now lie down and practice. In addition, after taking the Spirit Gathering Pill, only the cultivator can sense the fluctuations of the surrounding spiritual energy. Ordinary people are not affected, so lying in bed in the middle of the week is like sleeping. It won't cause a few people to doubt it at all.

In the morning, Zeng Rou also returned to school. Her counselor is in charge of two classes. She has a lot of things to do every day. Now the students are wearing skins. They have been spoiled at home since childhood and are not easy to manage.

Thinking of Dad, she must invite Mid-week back, but is Mid-week really a master? Is it really the noble person my father said?

Zeng Rou couldn't figure it out, but she decided to observe the midweek two days first to see how this person was doing in midweek. In Zeng Rou's heart, even if there is a Feng Shui master, he must be a very strict person. This can be seen from the daily habits of the week.

So Zeng Rou came directly to the large classroom after arriving at school, knowing that there was a class in the class this morning, and planned to observe the middle of the week. But when it was eight ten ten, the students arrived, even the professors who lectured, but did not come in midweek! Was absent from school this week? Zeng Rou was very angry at once. What kind of **** master is this who dares to skip class? Suddenly Zeng Rou didn't believe what Feng Shui master was in midweek!

When the students finished class, Zeng Rou called Xiaolong over and asked him what he was doing in midweek and why he didn't come to class!

Xiaolong, a guy who values ​​color and despise friends, had his whole thoughts attracted by Zeng Rou's beauty. He subconsciously said about sleeping in the dormitory in the middle of the week. Zeng Rou turned around and walked towards the dormitory area.

Only then did Xiaolong react, and quickly slapped himself and called midweek to get him up quickly. However, Zhou Zhongzheng did not take Zeng Rou seriously when his cultivation reached a critical point, and he hung up the phone after responding.

For more than ten minutes, Zeng Rou hurriedly pushed open the door of the midweek dormitory and walked in. Seeing that Midweek was still sleeping, she shouted angrily: "Midweek! Why don't you go to class?"

The cultivator in mid-week was enthusiastic and was suddenly interrupted. Naturally, he was very upset. He replied impatiently, "I am sleepy, I want to sleep."

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Zeng Rouke was outraged by Zhou Zhong. She really hadn't seen a student like this, so she was still reasonable if she didn't attend class?

"Mid-week, you go to class right now, and you have another class in the morning!" Zeng Rou ordered to mid-week.

In the middle of the week, he said uncomfortably: "Teacher Zeng, it's okay for me not to pass the final exam. There is no need to go to class, right?"

"It's a big tone, how can you not drop a subject without even attending class?" Zeng Rou frowned and questioned.

"That's my business." Lie back in the middle of the week and said.

Zeng softly began to threaten Zhou Zhongdao: "In the middle of the week, if you don't go to the end of the class, don't think I will give you credits!"